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My self-summary
A myriad times, my mind has disintegrated into the dark embraces of death; a myriad and one, it has returned. Sometimes I have awoken to find myself in a different universe than the one that I have left. I have considered what to get my subjects to celebrate the festival; I have walked in the domed cities of the moon and made love in the wreckage of worlds long since abandoned by humanity. I have flown without wings to the heights where the air grows thin and the sun rises over a visibly-curved Earth. I have spun stars from the stuff of the shockwaves of galactic collision, and engaged in glorious perversions in shadow universes that bubble up out of the places between the ones which you know.

I am megalomaniacal, brilliant, and modest *blink*
What I’m doing with my life
Moving electrons into patterns which, in turn, bring forth worlds from the froth of potential.
I’m really good at
Programming in languages that I don't actually know.

Spreading silliness.

Detecting malevolent conspiracies lurking behind facades of mediocre banality.

Confusing people.

Turning my internalized thesaurus to the production of voluminous masses of sesquipedalian prose of a lurid and turgid violet hue, then backspacing over all of it because it is unsatisfyingly short in the ultraviolet spectrum, then writing it again in a long run-on sentence with too many nested parentheses.
The first things people usually notice about me
The hat. It is considering taking over the world. Or the hair. It has already taken over the world and currently has designs on the outer solar system. Also it will try to steal your glasses. You have been warned.

If I've bothered to dress up, the nail polish or the way my moustache complements my dress.

The heresies generally show up if they've spent any length of time talking to me.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
I like James Tiptree Junior, H.P. Lovecraft, Vincent King, Tanith Lee, Terry Pratchett's Discworld books, Roger Zelazny, and Samuel R. Delany, among others. And I love Schroedinger's Cat (Robert Anton Wilson) and the Illuminatus Trilogy (Wilson and Shea). And A Fire Upon The Deep (Vernor Vinge). I thought God Emperor was the best of the Dune books (I've only read one of the prequels, and found it appalling.). I use too many parentheses. The Snail on the Slope (Arkady and Boris Strugatsky) and The Cyberiad (Stanislaw Lem) are both excellent. Just finished Rainbows End (Vinge again), which is, well, awesome.

I don't really pay attention to movies - they're too short and too high-budget to have much scope for the sort of sprawling story I like, usually. Babylon 5 was excellent. Unexpectedly, I liked Fight Club and Pirates of the Carribbean in spite of the fact that everyone insisted they were great.

My favourite albums are probably Funker Vogt's Maschine Zeit and The Darkest of the Hillside Thickets's Cthulhu Strikes Back.

As for food: Chocolate. Pizza. Olives. Coffee. Falafels. Burritos, if made the way I like them.

Also, how could they forget games?
Dwarf Fortress and Nethack are excellent. On the commercial front I quite liked Final Fantasy 7 and Izuna.
Six things I could never do without
Linux, wrists, science fiction, a Model M, and weirdness! Well, I could survive without the first four, but I'd be a miserable grumpy bastard who nobody could stand. That's not six, nor is it complete, but who wants to read another iteration of Oxygen, Water, Food, Light, Gravity, Electromagnetism, ad infinitum?
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Whichever insoluble problem I was most recently presented with.
On a typical Friday night I am
Eating breakfast and unaware that it's Friday until someone points it out. Sometime shortly before midnight I'll wander outside to grab coffee before they close. Which is a mile away, but I'm far too lazy to make it myself unless I'm actually on the verge of withdrawal. (That, and I like long walks.)
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
If I consider it private, I'm not exactly going to admit it on the Internet to a US company over an unencrypted channel, now, am I?

Now, things that aren't exactly private (even if it usually takes at least ten minutes of conversation for an attractive CIA agent to work the conversation around to it) that I'd be willing to admit - I have a girlfriend. We're poly. This may or may not mean quite the same things to you that it does to me, but at the least means that if I call my girlfriend to say I'll be home late, the excuse given will be 'am making out with someone' rather than 'the boss gave me extra work today'. (Note: we're distinct people. While unicorns are awesome, dating one of us does not mean that you're expected to date both of us.)
You should message me if
You really want to climb the mountains of madness in the center of the city for no good reason. You want to show me interesting art installations, or to look for millipedes, or to stage a magical girl duel in the middle of the park at high noon, or to summon Cthulhu to Ocean Beach at periselenion, or to make porn in which the girls are wearing the monster costumes for a change. Not that I'm actually good at making costumes, mind you, but crafting things of duct tape and tinfoil is fun. You want to drink the elixir of the kraken as the sun's ruddy orb rises above the horizon, or to huddle together in the cold and darkness and teach me the constellations of your world.

Advisories: while I don't dislike IMs, I don't guarantee that they will work. I use weird browsers. If you're IMing me and I don't respond reasonably quickly, it's probably that OKCupid is broken, not that I hate you.

You should NOT message me if the owners have decided they want to charge money for sending messages, as I will assume that you are some form of automaton.
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